I talk about my father, my mother, my brothers, my sister, not to impress, not for notoriety; nor to hear myself talk. I talk so I don’t forget. I talk so my children will talk and my grandchildren will talk to continue the story.
I talk because when I went astray, I listened when I was told I was more than a bottle. I listened when I was told I came from the blood of ancestors that persevered during turbulent times. Listening helped me to recapture the stamina I needed to survive. I embraced hope – and hope lifted me up. I rekindled my relationship with God who never left me –after all — I left God. I left to fit in and to feel accepted. I knew the person I became was not the person I wanted to be. Not me! I listened and now it was time to act — Talking and Listening helped to redefine me.
So I talk, so my children can listen. They will know to rise up when times are tough. I talk to show the importance of putting God first, helping others, and to continue to tell the story. Always keeping it real! Keeping it real will help to bring heart, love, and compassion back to our kids.
Our kids need to know our story so they can add the chapters to their story. We need to listen so they can heal and the pain they feel inside can subside. We need to tell our rich histories to build one another up, to bring compassion and love back to our neighborhoods. -lshannon
I talk to tell my story so I can continue to stand up, speak up, and do whats right for our kids. Lead by example! Go back to basics! Rekindle the Love — but Keeping it real!
©L. Shannon 2014